Elandre received them in her father’s study. She listened carefully to their report, struggling to keep a tight rein on her emotions.

“Thank you again for all your efforts; if I had some inkling of this plot against my father’s life, I believe that you could have saved him as well. I only wish my last words to him had not been so…harsh…” She trailed off, looking at the floor.

“We’ve all taken loved ones for granted sometimes,” said Ilmarė. She shot Quintus a glare. [MORE]